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35: Political Games

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Lyra

The mayor’s charming smile did nothing to erase the predatory gleam in his eyes. He brought his hands out from behind his back to smooth the front of his tailored suit.

“Our future queen,” He said, tilting his head slightly. “I was hoping to have a word with you.”

I glanced toward the ballroom doors and then back at him.

His smile widened. “I promise not to keep you long.”

That was exactly what people said before keeping you long.

I knew that outrightly walking away would be termed rude, s
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  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   35: Political Games

    LyraThe mayor’s charming smile did nothing to erase the predatory gleam in his eyes. He brought his hands out from behind his back to smooth the front of his tailored suit.“Our future queen,” He said, tilting his head slightly. “I was hoping to have a word with you.”I glanced toward the ballroom doors and then back at him.His smile widened. “I promise not to keep you long.”That was exactly what people said before keeping you long.I knew that outrightly walking away would be termed rude, so I settled for polite, “Hello.”His expression softened, even though I could see a gleam of pretense in his eyes.“I wanted to take a moment to properly welcome you to our world.”“Thank you, Mr. Mayor.”“And, more importantly, I owe you an apology.”I blinked.“What for?”“Our first meeting.”I was taken aback by the fact that he was apologising to me.“Did Raguel put you to this?”“No,” he chuckled lightly. “He didn’t. This is of my own volition. I know I wasn’t exactly welcoming. Accept my a

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   34: Meet Your Queen

    Lyra“Breathe, Lyra,” Raguel chuckled as we stood before the grand ballroom’s towering doors. “Calm down.”“Easy for you,” I hissed, clutching his forearm tightly. “You aren’t the human being about to be paraded before a different breed of people.”His warm palm squeezed mine, and despite my anxiety, his affectionate smile made my heart race.The doors swung open from the inside and my stomach dropped, the tight dress Emily and the stylists chose suddenly feeling suffocating.The large hall was filled to the brim, with all sorts of fabrics and flashing jewels flowing about. The moment we stepped across the threshold, a thunderous applause echoed.With my heightened senses, I could feel all of the emotions in the room. I could feel the almost intoxicating currents of excitement, reverence. I also caught the bitter kick of anger and disdain oozing from several figures as we walked in. They didn’t want me here.Raguel didn’t give me any chance to stall. He continued walking, leading me t

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   33: The Answer To His Insolence

    RaguelThe mention of my mate by a man like Omar Romano was like a match dropped into a pool of gasoline. My wolf, already pacing the confines of my ribs from the Council’s insolence, surged toward the surface. I felt the skin across my knuckles pull tight, the heat of the Lycan blood simmering just beneath the surface.I said nothing and that heavy silence should have been enough warning for him.But Omar was a fool, a petty man whose ambition had always outweighed his intellect.“You truly must be the Moon Goddess’s favorite, Raguel. To be chosen not once, but twice,” he continued, oblivious or perhaps simply indifferent to the death warrant he was signing with every word. He leaned against the wall of the corridor, an envious smile playing on his lips. “Any of the Alphas in that room could have become the King. It could have been Bilal or Heath. It could have been me. If only we had been mated with—”“Another word,” I interrupted quietly. “Just one more word about her, Omar, and I

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   32: She's The Prophesied Queen

    RaguelThe silence in the room was deafening, the tension so thick that a sharp knife wouldn’t cut through it once.Finally, Heath cleared his throat. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his fingers tightening against the edge of the table.“That’s impossible,” Heath said, looking confused. He looked across the crescent-shaped table, seeking validation from the others before his gaze flicked back to me. “Alpha Raguel, why would we want her dead when she’s the only person who can save us?”Trevor leaned forward, his eyes narrowing in skepticism. “That aside, how can we even trust that she is truly the prophesied one?”“Because I know,” I said. “She is not ordinary. She’s a perfect blend of human and werewolf. And I am affirming it right now, before this entire council, she is the one.”For a moment, none of them spoke.They probably didn’t know how to respond.Then all at once, they found their voices.“That’s impossible!”“A human?”“She’s not even one of us!”Their voices overlapp

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   31: They Knew Who They Were Hunting

    RaguelAround the massive crescent-shaped table sat the alphas of the other eleven packs. My pack, the twelfth, had once stood as an equal among them, but everything changed the moment I became the first king of our world. My pack was superior now, a reality that seemed hard to comprehend for the men gathered before me.This was the official council meeting before the summit’s formal commencement, and the air was already tense.“How much longer do you expect us to sit back, Raguel?” Alpha Maximus spoke from his seat, his fists slamming onto the polished mahogany. “As the King, the burden of our survival is supposed to rest on your shoulders. Yet, look around. The extinction is swallowing our territories faster than we can track. Bloodlines are thinning, the wolves are going dormant. You have to be proactive, Raguel!”A murmur of agreement echoed from the other ten alphas.“People are disappearing from our history,” Alpha Victor growled.“My healers are overwhelmed,” another added.“So

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   30: I'll Stay

    LyraI couldn’t sleep, not even for a minute.Every time I closed my eyes, my mind dragged me right back to what Raguel had done.The sting of his hand against my bare skin, the overwhelming pleasure I had experienced when he fucked me with the banana, and the intense way he had locked his eyes on mine while he ate that same banana coated with my arousal.I rolled onto my side for what felt like the hundredth time, then onto my back but nothing helped.Just then, a low grunt echoed somewhere in the distance and I sat up immediately. Then a muffled scream. It sounded distant but I could tell that it was a sound of pure torment. I listened harder, waiting for the sound to come again and it did.My heart hammered against my ribs as I waited for the guards or any of the housestaff to rush past my door, but I didn’t hear anything. Unable to stop my curiosity, I threw off the covers, crept over to the door, and slipped out.The sound grew louder as I navigated the dim hallway.“I wouldn’t g

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